Orrin

Twenty-Five years later

“Dad? You okay?”

I turn away from my bedroom window and face my daughter with a smile. “Something I can help you with?”

Lilly says nothing, just walks into my open arms.

My daughter will one day take over the throne. My sons are strong Romarians, but Lillian is an Omerian, much more powerful than anyone predicted.

It’s been many years since there was a crowned Queen of Zidiah. My daughter will be the first in two hundred years.

My children have struggled with having Lorcan’s spirit share Luther’s body all their lives. The witch who stole him from us did the unthinkable. Killing the child as we thought was bad enough, but what she’d, in fact, done was force Luther and Lorcan to share one body.

It took twenty-five years and Luther’s little mate to separate Luther and Lorcan. But Jenna did it, and Lorcan is now here in the physical.

I love Lorcan, none could ever say that I don’t, but the boy is insane. All those years living inside his brother have left Lo